Matt Ford - Smoking Portrait [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]

What if there’s no ending to this struggle
And I die in a rumble
With my dying words
“I love you world”

The city’s like the underworld
Goblins and goons
I gotta get it
Hustle to the moon

Cops be like
Catch a nigga by the toe
You hang him by the neck
And if he moves an inch
You put a bullet in his flesh

And I confess I’m feeling stressed
And filled with hate
Feel like Malcom with this K
I’ll blow these fuckin thoughts away

Blinded by guerilla shit
Drinking now, feelin it
Can I live this Reasonable Doubt
Like this is '96

I don’t have no oxygen
Feel like I can’t breathe
I don’t have a job and shit
But I gotta eat

[Chorus]

Please don’t tell my momma
I been slinging on the side
Blew my re-up bread on liquor
Cause it complements my high

(?) my design and rollin’ dutches that I buy
And they wonder why I smoke
They don’t even know
It's betterin’ my soul

[Verse 2]

My mind is super clouded
I don’t even care though
In my hood shit ain’t all good
But I’m a pharaoh

My nigga sellin heroin
Said there is no hope inside this dope
But he’s a veteran
The devil knock, don’t let him in

On 76 doing like 120
They hittin my jack
Saying exactly what they want from me
I been hungry
Occupation been money

I want the (?) too
You can hate the world
But you can’t stop that shit from makin you

I swear my ground is ancient
Shit I hustle like its native
I’d die for my beliefs
But Im not dyin for no paper

Niggas dyin for that paper
Shit I wish they found creation
Watch the liquor hit the pavement
Get it high you live no blaming god

Karma has some pretty eyes
No need to say I told you
Chasin all the wrong shit
Them evils will expose you

What, you OG ain’t told you?
You can be anything you want to

[Chorus]

Please don’t tell my momma
I been slinging on the side
Blew my re-up bread on liquor
Cause its bettering my high

(?) my design and roll the dutches that I buy
And they wonder why I smoke
They wonder why I’m smoking
They wonder why I’m smoking
It’s betterin’ my soul